Chapter 144: Ai Lian Says
Yuan Shao walked away again, surrounded by Yan Liangwen and ugly with a red face, followed by Gao Yan with a sad face. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
In the conversation before leaving, he and Zhang Yu reached a small tacit understanding.
You Zhang Yu has no intention of pursuing a career, I Yuan Shao understand, and thank you for your hospitality and advice. But since you have rejected my solicitation with such arguments, then you must not go to others and give advice under their accounts.
Including your own uncle - Liu Bei Liu Xuande.
If you can do it, then the Zhang family's business career in Hebei and its position in Zhongshan will not be shaken. As long as you Zhang Yu act in a square way and are not too angry, I, Yuan Shao, will always regard you as a close friend.
This even means that Zhang Yu can be uncontrolled in Lunu, unscrupulous and do whatever he wants.
In other words, the top of Zhang Yu's head has been covered by Yuan Shao since then. In the future, Lunu and even Zhongshan, Zhang Yu can be said to be under one person and above ten thousand people, and he can be regarded as one of the few nobles in the late Han Dynasty who can enjoy the rights they deserve in Shiyi.
Of course, if Zhang Yu breaks his promise, the consequences are clear to both of them, after all, Zhang Yu's ability is terrifying, and no one knows more than Yuan Shao now. If it is possible to use it for others, it will be a great blow to one's own forces.
Although he is actually not that scary......
It's also a shame that he is Yuan Shao, his indecisive nature makes him willing to treat Zhang Yu like this, if he is given to the suspicious and sensitive Boss Cao, then Zhang Yu's life may end early......
Having said that, Zhang Yu's kindness to Yuan Shao's release is also equivalent to a reward for his own Tuntian strategy, and he is really satisfied.
With such a hidden identity, his ideas can be added little by little and become skyscrapers in the late Han Dynasty.
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The national capital, Chang'an.
Cai Mansion, Bamboo Forest.
"Out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons...... Such poems are like natural jade, so that Yu also wants to abandon mundane things and do this Qinglian well! ”
Yulang's article is wonderful, although it is only more than 100 words, but there is no regret, but it reveals a long meaning. Even if it is a treasure of ink, it is also worthy of every word, and the details are appropriate. Wang Cang exclaimed.
"It seems that Yulang is not only talented in poetry, but even his ability to make a fuss has left us far behind, what a genius!"
"Not bad, yes, it's much more refined than that "A Fang Gong Fu", now it's up to me how Ah Weng punishes me!" Wang Tang looked like a villain who took advantage of his ambition, which caused the other three to show disgust.
When Zhang Yu's previous "A Fang Gongfu" was circulated, the reputation of "Five Friends of the Bamboo Forest" gradually spread. Wang Sheng, the father of Wang Tang, who was still a scholar and knew everything about his son, was stunned to ask him to seize this opportunity to become famous and familiarize himself with all of Zhang Yu's masterpieces and learn from them.
"Wang Tang, you have talent, but it's a pity that you don't want to go on the right path," Ruan Yu persuaded......
"What is the right way? Why is Yulang widely touted by scholars because he doesn't want to be a leader, and I have no intention of being a leader, but you are chattering all day long like my Ah Weng......"
Wang Cang, who was younger than him, answered: "The reason why we are like this is because of our concern and worry about you, Brother Wang, and I can't bear to see you waste your youth." If you can also write a poem "Jin Se", even if you bury yourself in writing poems every day, we will only look forward to it. ”
"If I can write "Jin Se", what are I still reading "Ai Lian Said" here......" Wang Tang muttered and said no more, he was not ignorant, otherwise he would not get along well with the three of them.
The four of them tasted for a long time, and when the sun was a little high, an old man with a pale face also came here.
"Cai Zhonglang."
"Master Cai."
The four of them stood up and saluted.
"But you're talking about Yulang's "Ai Lian Said"?"
"Exactly."
"Unexpected," Cai Yong twisted his white beard, "The literary style is just like the previous level of Yulang, through the contrast of the three flowers, the lotus bearing, the wind festival is depicted superbly, briefly and directly borrowed the lotus words, its ideological realm is so high, no one in the same generation can be better."
But...... This article is like a double-edged sword, even if it will make his reputation reach the pinnacle, it can be regarded as self-defeating. ”
Why is that? It's just to show that you are clean and self-conscious, why do you cut yourself off from your career? Wang Tang was puzzled.
"As soon as this "Ai Lian Said" comes out, everyone in the world will know that Yulang does not seek fame and fortune. Learning and excellence is the master', the literati are light, and there is also the meaning of competing for each other in the official career, and who is Yulang?
His poems, books and articles are his own family, and he has a very high reputation in the literary world, and he is also a nobleman of Tianhuang, the brother of the Son of Heaven, and the marquis of Wuji County, and his identity is indescribably expensive.
If he wants to enter the court as an official, or join the command of a prince, he will inevitably be reused, and he will rise to prominence, and even have the hope of a very popular minister, no matter how bad it is, it will be easy to snatch the jobs of us scholars.
But now he is writing this "Ai Lian Said", borrowing flowers and sighing three times, one sighing that there are very few truly hidden masters, the second sighing that gentlemen with noble character are rare, and the third sighing that there are many laity who are greedy for wealth and nobility, indicating that Yulang does not want to be vulgar and enter the world, and suddenly has a transcendent atmosphere in the literary world, even my old guy admires it very much, let alone ordinary literati.
Wang Tang, you said, if in the future, Yulang's actions are slightly different from those in this article, and even break his promise to join the political arena, what will happen to these people who are now touting and praising him? ”
Wang Tang was silent, there was no doubt that the reputation that Zhang Yu had accumulated would spread exponentially in the form of notoriety.
The east wall of the city fell, and people from the west of the city pushed it, which is the inferior root of people since ancient times.
"It's just that I've always heard that Yuan Benchu and his people are friendly with Yulang, and Yulang is not a reckless person, this must be a deliberate move, and we don't need to worry too much about it.
The future will be left to the future, and today while Yulang's masterpiece is still in the aftermath, the old man's practice pen topic has been thought of. The four of you, choose any one of the three flowers of lotus, chrysanthemum, and peony as the theme, such as Yulang. ”
"I've thought it through!" Wang Tang said, "The flowers of land and water, the lovely ones are very rich, and the ...... of the chrysanthemum is loved."
"Ahem! Congratulations on getting another 2,000 reputation points, and now you have 7,300 points, isn't it too easy to make money? ”
"No, it's much easier to make money than this, sir, I'm poor now because I have more money, do you know how many brain cells I died when I recalled and revised this article."
"We have a lot of them in this system, can't you just spend points to buy them?"
"Haven't you heard that the rest is earned? Last time, that Afang Palace was slaughtered by your unscrupulous system, and if you don't come up with some real talent to learn, do you really think that my nine-year compulsory education is in vain? ”
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In the autumn of 191 AD, while Cao Cao occupied Yanzhou, Zhongshan Yugongzi wrote an article "Ai Lian Said", borrowing Lotus Mingzhi not to enter the official career, and the literary world was shaken.
The influence of this article is as good as his previous masterpiece "A Fang Gong Fu", which is famous in Chang'an, and it also makes Zhang Yu, who is only seventeen years old, faintly have the prestige of a literary leader for the first time.